*Eli* It would be faster to heal if I stayed in wolf form, but the tiny seats in these utility vehicles aren’t exactly built for four legs. Since my hand is still injured, I’m stuck riding shotgun while Kelly drives. And I wish she’d go faster. She’d insisted that I eat, but I didn’t want to waste
The landscape flies by at a dizzying pace, with specks of green blending into the deep browns of tree trunks as the smell of pine and cedar fills the air. I close my eyes, needing a moment to regroup inside my head before we meet up with our troops. Images of Rose flow through my mind—lingering on o
*Rose* “Where are we going?” I ask Diana as she leads me out of the room where Kane had intended for me to stay toward the sound of troops shouting and running outside. I think they must be preparing to shift in order to go fight against the Alphas, and I don’t want to go that way. It seems dangero
*Eli* A sharp pain is pounding in the top of my skull. In front of me I see nothing but tree bark, so I try to turn my head, but the pain radiates even stronger. I’m guessing I hit the tree head-on, so I’m pretty amazed that I’m even awake. I move what I last remember to be my broken paw, but it’s
*** I wake up again, and this time I’m in a room of some sort, and now my head hurts even worse. I hope they didn’t actually stab me with that dirty needle since I passed out on my own, although I’m afraid that’s what they did to Kelly. I look down to see that I’m wearing some tattered, dirty swea
*Rose* “What the fuck are you two doing in my office?” Alpha Kane bellows as he comes charging in through the door. “L-looking for you!” Diana says quickly. “We had an important piece of information to tell you, and Miss Rose needed to find you immediately. But obviously, you’re not in here, so we
*Tristan* Reece, Mark, and I have shifted and are running full speed toward Stephen’s castle. There is no way any of us are going to sit patiently on a military vehicle and wait to arrive by truck. No, we’re going in fast, and we’re going in now. We’re surrounded by our best warriors. Though some
“What about the babies?” asks Mark. “Are they okay? Did she go into labor?” “What?!” asked Stephen. “She’s pregnant?” “Um…” “She’s huge with child,” I say. “You can’t possibly miss that. She’s having four of them.” “Four of them!” says Stephen. “Wow!” A smile grows on his face, and I’m about to